The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

There was a thud, like the sound of something falling to the ground.

Judging from the movement, it should be one person.

Jagoan pondered for a while and did not go over immediately. Instead, he condensed a few drops of blood from his fingertips and shot toward the direction of the sound. He did this to prevent the sound from being another trap. In addition, he was ready to burn these drops of blood at any time.

Once he realized that something was wrong, he would burn his blood and then leave. After the blood bead flew out, it immediately turned into eyeballs and looked in all directions.

All of a sudden, all the scenes along the way were presented in front of Jagoan.

After a while, Jagoan saw a figure lying on the ground behind a corner he had passed before. This figure was wearing the robes of the Sun Moon Sect.

Looking at his figure, Jagoan immediately recognized him.

Is it Maradih?

After his previous calculations, Maradih, who appeared at this time, should not be an illusion. However, Jagoan first used his divine sense to investigate it. After making sure that it was true, he flew over.

At this time, Maradih was also shrouded in a thin pink fog. Obviously, he was also poisoned by the immortal poison that directly invaded his Divine Sense. However, it seemed that Maradih had also fought against the immortal poison. It was because at this time, his expression looked a bit unwilling, a bit painful, and there were still a few blood marks on his wrist.

According to Jagoan’s observation, the blood stain was cut by Maradih himself. The body of a Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator was incomparable to that of an ordinary person. It could be seen that Maradih was so cruel that he could cut his wrist and the wound was so deep.

Why did he come here first?

Jagoan thought for a moment. However, there was no big contradiction between the two sects.

make sure that Maradih was not injured but being poisoned by the immortal poison, and

naturally led to the gradual decline of

directly forced the toxin out. As for whether it would cause any injury to Maradih, Jagoan did not care. The other party was about to

consider whether the other party would get hurt or

for this later, it was impossible for Maradih to reach the third level of Heavenly

organs and meridians, and then repeated it several times, as

amount of blood sprayed from his mouth. Drops of blood bloomed on the wall. Although it looked horrible, the

reached out and threw him

and jumped up warily, and rays of multicolored light burst out from

the change in his expression and did not explain. He waited for

while, Maradih cupped his hands to Jagoan. “Thank you

to be white. Otherwise, he would not have cut off his wrist and hoped to

no need to thank me. It’s just a coincidence.” Jagoan waved his hand and asked, “When you entered the small world of the universe, were you attacked by our

not you,” Maradih

came to his senses and said, “You also encountered an attack, and the person who attacked

that you already know what’s going on. Then I

a sigh of relief and forced a smile. “That’s right. Fortunately, Junior Brother Montgomery, you also saw through the trail of the white fog. Otherwise, I’m afraid

for the time being,” Jagoan said, “Let me ask you, why are

anger on his face when he said this. “I’m chasing

had been killed. “What exactly is going on? It looks like we

me this time, and I don’t have a suitable treasure with me at this time. When

Maradih immediately told Jagoan what had happened between him and the others of the Sun

Jagoan listened while thinking.